Armed with the bird checklist (
http://www3.telus.net/driftwood/boundbl.htm) and a quick identification guide of birds of north america I headed south to Boundary Bay regional Park. Cross checking of photographs with images from the internet were done to my best ability.
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Belting beautiful chirps. Not too sure what it is. I suspect its either a sparrow or a towhee. Any avid birder wants to enlighten me. Please?
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The Canada Goose is abundant in winter and spring. I liked how these ducks and goose seem to always occur in pairs. A distance away downstream, I woke up a Mallard couple from their late afternoon duck nap. Sorry!
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This hawk beginning to take flight. Due to the light limitations, I can't identify the colours. It is most likely a Bald eagle which is common in winter and spring. I did have another photograph of the white head and large yellow bill characterisitic of the Bald Eagle. Since there's no conclusive evidence to say for sure which hawk it is, I like to believe it could be the Rough-legged Hawk, Red-tailed Hawk or Osprey.
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Walking out into the delta drawn by the flocks of birds flying across the horizon. Nearest to the shore were crows. After about 500 metres out, my presence was acknowledged by curious gulls. At first, just the occasional recce by the lone ranger but I was shocked when a whole bunch of them came. If only I could understand gull language (ooi-oo) because I suspect they must have been deliberating a preemptive attack on me. I stopped snapping shots at my flying adversaries.
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This lone Long-billed Dowticher, fairly common in spring, was the first shorebird I saw and it had the privilege of my delighting me with its hilarious locomotion. Bobbing head and cyclic leg action up and down of the water surface in odd synchronity.
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At the outer limit of my delta exploration, I took the above picture. Great blue Heron common throughout the year. By this time, my feet were accustomed to bathing in the cool water. My hair thrown leftwards by the strong winds. I grew tired of chasing the flock of ducks and shorebirds because despite my stealthy footsteps, they definitely were aware of the silly human child in the middle of the delta.
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Too many ducks and shorebirds to identify. At the moment I was there, they did not allow me a close up view of them. Although frustration of chasing them got to me, I did enjoy listening to the feeding symphony; a busy harmony of quacks and tweet-tweets. From photograph analysis, I identified easily the Green-winged Teal abundant most of the year except summer.
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A marsh habitat. Worth remembering was the close encounter with the 9-month old Burmese mountain Puppy. The beautiful innocent eyes, the clean coat of brown-black-white. Someone else was walking its ugly but completely unique bull dog trio.
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A notice on the board said that if I had arrived earlier that day from 9am to 12pm, I would have been able to join the weekly birding guide. It amazes me how I had come here with the ambitious plan to take the Dyke Trail to Mud Bay. The wide expense of the delta resulted in a memorable exploration and refreshing shore experience.
Lastly, this is my failed attempt at photomerging.
credit to fairyii for generous lending of canon camera for this trip